Wild Child

They say that I'm a wild child
They say that I’m a trouble to withstand
Afraid I'm falling right now
Hit me hard on the ground
Whenever I break down

I wish I knew nobody
Coz I'm afraid to get told how I used to be
Afraid of talking right now
Hideout underground
Whenever I’m around

Can you feel my heartache
When the world is pointing gun at my head
I tried to make a phone call to you out there
Would you, would you, would you pick it up?

Instrumental

Can you reassure me?
That you ain't only here coz of sympathy

Can you feel my heartache
When the world is pointing gun at my head
I tried to make a phone call to you out there
Would you, would you, would you pick it up?